Another Christmas morning on my own. 7th in a row. Active alcoholism gave me this. I gave it a family and a home, wealth, health and happiness.
No, this isn't a poor me message. It's a gratitude message. This is my seventh sober Christmas morning and I chose to spend it alone.
What have I got to be grateful about? Well side from food in the cupboard sheets on the bed money in my pocket and all the stuff I need and some of what I want. There was the feeling of waking up knowing what I did or said to whom and why last night and knowing that I have nothing to apologise for and no amends to make.
Knowing that I have patience, the capacity to care and to like myself.
I'm Bill and I'm an alcoholic. Sober today by the grace of god and the programme and fellowship of alcoholics anonymous.
Happy Christmas y'all. X
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It's not having what you want, it's wanting what you got. BB